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shoelace - uncut imagination lyrics

[verse 1}

imagined i got a a just for skipping a cl-ss/
10 triple d’s knocking at my door for some -ss/
only studied for the test once skimming the words/
now the teacher’s trying to get me to teach her some new verbs/
food stamps paid for food and they paid for some beer/
haters used to disrespect me now they dance and they cheer/
its a new day i imagine it my way/
dogs barking is a welcome sound/
10 dollars off the dollar menu and ain’t gained a pound!/
cheeese bur gers express/
combo no less/
ate it real sloppy no stains on my chest/
d-ckel man buddy done came with the best/
she’s about to cough brains on her chest/

no rapper ever lied about g-ngb-nging and feigning success/
why yes so i’ll claim me a vest/
yes sir! that one right there….
yes…the one with the tight b-ttons…
so/
if you wanna view paradise/
a place with no lies and no disguise/
ya might be rolling snake eyes/
consistently circ-mventing centipedes in a glow-lac/
the one in the back is on prozac/
i ain’t gotta make sense i’m a big mack/
so i lay back in this zone/
zen incense the microphone/
grab the mallet and ring the gong/
here comes mr. ching chang chong/

[verse 2]

i imagine as mf doom its gonna be a great day today/
cuz the local trash collectors got an application from michael bay/
and kenny g gave a rest on the soprano/
my homies in the resident evil struggle got unlimited ammo/
look at them women in camo/
oh my god she looks like rambo!/
a rapper needs keys to success/
so the hood sent him a piano/
and then he plays at first g/
figured out some jazz and now he’s playing rap movies/

[break]

i imagine that ghetto kids ain’t ashamed to come home/
now they care about books and could give a f-ck about phones/
mama p-ssing me some gravy and i pour it on corn/
oh you know that you can make the best sweet potato pone/
imagined that i new the secret to the reason i’m born/
life is a hooker on a tightrope, when you blow it its gone/

[sample segue]

ahh splat! thought-i-saw-a-puddy-tat/
creeping in my window/
trying to see about them birdies you know!/
it ain’t such a daily struggle just to make me feel glad/
and when i think about my ex’s it dont feel so bad/
my country is not an epileptic under a strobe/
then i use a little music to warm up the globe/

- shoelace lyrics

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